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fallenangelkitten · 9 months

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Drink Me

Synopsis: You ask Geralt to drink one of his potions before he fucks you.

Warnings: rough sex, primal, smut, ass play, choking, breading kink, breath play.

Note: I used to be fallenangelbb here on the Henry Cavill side of tumblr but deleted my account and have regretted it ever since. So here I am reposting my work :)

His hand dragged across my thigh, his growl still echoing in my ears. His fingers left an unseen trail of fire in their wake, causing a shiver to dance up my spine.

“G-Geralt?” I asked, trying desperately to push my nerves to the side. I wanted this, needed this.

He only let out a gruff in response, not once taking hips lips off of my midsection, fangs dragging across my ribs. How was I supposed to be able to ask this of him, let alone think at all with his distractions? I sucked in a breath as he lightly bit down at the junction.

“Speak, girl,” he commanded, lifting his eyes to mine. I was captivated by him. I had been from the moment we’d met all that time ago. His honeyed eyes flashed as he spoke once more. “Patience is a virtue I do not have- not with you. If you think I can’t sense how whatever thoughts that roam your pretty head make you feel, you’re mistaken.”

Heat spread across my cheeks at the bluntness of his words- and know I did. I knew how he could scent me. Pick up on what just thinking of him did to me.

“Drink one of your potions,” there was no point in holding back my thoughts from him.

A roll of shock flashed across his face, but it was gone as quickly as it appeared. Only his blank expression with amusement flaring into his fiery orbs. “A potion? What makes you think you could handle me in that state?” As a new wave of heat flowed through my core, a noise grew in the back of his throat. “I see. You want me to take you,” his already earthy voice was somehow even more coarse.

He rose from where I’d laid against the thin mattress, leaving my body cold and utterly empty. I couldn’t help the whine that escaped my lips. An amused grin splayed across his face, the slightest dimple forming. It so rarely happened that it always left me awestruck. He began striding towards the door of the bedchamber. “Do not move, girl.”

My hands clutched at the sheets as I waited but he returned as quickly as he had left. The only difference being the vial he held in his hand, the ominous black liquid sloshing against the glass. My thighs involuntarily squeezed together in anticipation as I watched his head tilt back, the muscles in his neck contracting as he swallowed.

It never took long. I watched the veins under his pale skin work, dispersing it through his body. He had his back turned to me as he pulled the tunic he always wore under his armor over his head. The shinier skin of scars that adorned his back captured my eye; a constant reminder of just how strong he was.

By the time his britches hit the floor and he turned to me, onyx clouded his eyes. Deep veins branched from around them and-

Gods.

The size of him.

He snarled as I watched him move towards the bed, determination laced in his step. I hadn’t realized I had propped myself up onto my elbows until he shoved me back down, calloused fingers ripping into my nightgown. I was bare beneath him, my reflection bouncing off of his twin back orbs.

He didn’t give me the moment to prepare myself as he pried my already quivering legs apart, shoving himself deep into me. A rough hum of satisfaction formed in the back of his throat, a gasp releasing from mine. His movements were steady, but powerful; each one jarring my body.

One of his hands clutched my hip, lifting the lower half of my body off of the mattress with ease. I whimpered as I felt him plunge even deeper than before. My eyes began to drift shut each time he hit that overly sensitive area that only he could access.

They quickly reopened when I felt a hand grip my jaw.

“Look at me while I fuck you.”

Gods. Hearing the gravel in his tone sent a new wave of pleasure through me. I didn’t dare speak, but I held my gaze. I felt his pace quicken and hand sink to my neck, his index still lingering on my jaw. The pressure causing me to quiver and clench against his throbbing cock.

I was dripping, leaking from my entrance. The hand supporting him latched onto my hip, his large fingers gripping onto my bottom. The pressure on my throat increased, causing me to breathe in short pants.

One of his fingers grazed the tight entrance below where his cock continued its assault. He gathered my arousal before it could drip onto the bedding, using it to push into me.

I was pulsing, my mind hazing with the lack of steady oxygen. The feeling of being so very full. But it was the sounds he made- the deep grunts and growls of pleasure- that sent me over the edge. My cunt desperately clung to him, his nails on my neck dug into me as I felt him exhale.

The feeling of his hot cum was relieving inside of me. And I knew he would continue his lax thrusts, ensuring that not a drop left me. I only then realized he allowed my eyes to drift shut, reopening them to his dark gaze watching my every move.

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formerly-geraltshumblebard · 1 year

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"my child is absolutely fine"

no it is not. henry cavill is leaving the witcher.

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jessiexcorner · 10 months

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‘Destiny is she.’

Kerack.

Just a small town with not much going for it, though it was known for its alcohol and the pirates that used to raid the people there centuries ago. 'Not anymore.' Yennefer thought as she drank. After the red death, the once-powerful kingdom fell into shambles. At least they still had their beer going on for them.

"TOSS A COIN TO YOUR WITCHER!" Yennefer winced, hearing the familiar song buzzing in the back.

"Ugh. If I have to hear that blasted song one more time, I'm going to kill myself." Yennefer turned to see the drunk bard who wrote it.

"Jaskier?" He turned his head to look up to see the sorceress. He gasped.

"You! Oh No! I've had enough of you! Y-you harlot witch!" Yennefer rolled her eyes.

"What? Your girlfriend dumped or something? Also, I'm a sorceress, not a witch."

"No, you ruined my friendship with my only friend! Just cause you had problems in your relationship with him didn't mean you had to ruin mine!"

"We didn't have a relationship."

"It doesn't matter now! I don't need him; I have plenty of friends. And women who want me!" Yennefer turned to order another drink. She didn't want to deal with this right now. A few gulps later, a young girl with blonde hair walked straight toward them.

"Hey! I know you!"

"You do? Oh no. Did I sleep with you?" The girl ignored Jaskier and continued talking to Yennefer.

"You're Yennefer of Vengeberg, aren't you?" Yennefer sighed.

"Look, kid, I don't sell magic anymore. Find someone else."

"Actual, I have a proposition for you."

"Not interested."

"I think you will be-"

"Get lost, kid, before I put a curse on you."

"Weren't you the one looking for a way to conceive?" Yennefer froze. Yes, it's true; that is what she wanted a way to be able to have a child again. But it's not as if she announced it to the world.

"Who told you that?" The girl shrugged with a smug smile.

"Call her destiny." Yennefer scoffed.

"Destiny?" The young girl nodded.

"Everyone knows about her. There's a legend on her. They say that if you ever want to change all the bad that has been done to you; change the fate you've been given, then follow the river upstream to the cottage in the woods. There be a woman, full of grace and beauty, but be careful what is said to her for destiny is she."

"First of all," the drunk bard who had been listening in began, "that doesn't rhyme."

"It's not supposed-" the blonde tried to argue.

"Second of all, who's 'they'?"

"What? No- Look, that doesn't matter, I'm not even talking to you!"

"You know he has a point," Yennefer said.

"Huh?"

"Who is this 'they'?" She said with a cheeky smile. The blonde girl turned redder than the drunken bard and stomped in anger.

"You know what! I don't care! I did what She told me to do and delivered the message! I'm leaving!" She marched out of the bar.

"Say, did you catch her name? I think she fancies me." Jaskier mumbled. Yennefer took a deep breath and finished her drink. 'let's find out who this destiny person is.' She thought, heading out.

. . .

'Well, what do you know there is a house.' Yennefer thought. She noticed there was a protection spell around the house covering it like a thick fog. She walked towards the house, trying to create a pathway for herself. 'Damn,' This was harder than she thought it would be. 'Why would anyone need such a potent protection spell?' As she tried to move through, it became harder to breathe. Yennefer could feel a headache coming on, it felt as if something was pushing her to fall asleep. She falls and gets knocked out by the gas. Before she falls completely unconscious she notices the end of a flowy robe walking towards her.

Yennefer wakes up feeling as if she has the worst hangover of her life, she notices a blanket covering her and a bed. "What the fuck?" she mutters noticing her surroundings for the first time. A bedroom with a fireplace, cozy and warm but what stuck out the most was the fact she didn't remember how she got here. The door to the bedroom opens before Yennefer can investigate her surroundings more thoroughly.

"Ah, you're not dead. Good." a woman with (h/c) hair wearing a simple white flowy gown exclaims. Yennefer startled immediately turns defensive shooting a gust of magic toward the woman who waves it off as if it were nothing, almost as if, annoyed by Yennefer's reaction.

"Now, is this any way to repay hospitality Yennefer?" The woman says practically scolding Yennefer like a misbehaving child.

"You knocked me out!"

"No, you knocked yourself out." She sat next to the violet-eyed woman, raising her hand near her making Yennefer flinch from the unexpected movement.

"Relax, I'm only helping your body get rid of the poison from the mist." She sighs moving away after she is done, Yennefer does feel a bit better, less like she had a massive hangover. The woman stands and walks near the fireplace, lighting it with a flick of her fingers, sitting down on a couch with a tea set on a table. "Well? come sit," She points at the other chair meant for Yennefer. Yennefer gets up and slowly walks to the woman sitting on the chair. "Cream?" She offers the raven-haired woman.

"..No," Yennefer declines not wanting any other foreign substances in her body.

"Suit yourself." The woman shrugs, pouring some cream for herself, and lifts her cup taking a sip.

"Why did you want me here?"

"Oh, did my little birdy not tell you?"

"No, well, yes but- that's not- look do you really have a way for me to conceive or are you playing games with me? Because i should warn you i am not in the mood." Yennefer huffs.

"Of course!" The (h/c) haired woman claps her hands making the tea set disappear, with a small vial and a contract replacing it. "This little bottle of magic can bring back anything that was lost. It'll fix you right up, grow back your uterus, and let you keep your good looks," She winks with a smile at Yennefer, who looks at the paper carefully.

"And I’m guessing this contract I am supposed to sign ensures I do your bidding?" The stranger's grin widens.

"Clever girl. it is fair, after all, i am only asking very little in return for a high reward." Yennefer scoffed but then again she was desperate she wanted this, badly.

"And what would that small favor be?" She questions the woman. "Am i to find you someone and bring them to you?" she rolls her eyes sarcastically commenting.

"Well, yes, that is exactly what I want you to do."

"Right. Sounds simple enough."

"Hm, simple." she hums in agreement, "I just need you to bring me Geralt of Rivia."

...What? "No, no! Absolutely not! What could you possibly need him for?" Yennefer protests, making the other woman rolled her eyes.

"I'm not going to eat him, or kill your lover boy,"

"He's not-"

"Come on Yen! All you have to do is bring one witcher here, and I'll give you the ability to conceive again, don't you want that choice back?" The woman circles Yennefer, "They took everything from you, yen. They took your right, your decision. Not only am i offering you your freedom, but i am also giving you an option that doesn't require sacrificing your beauty or power." She twirls a lock of Yennefer's hair around her fingers. "and all you have to do is bring me one measly man." Yennefer hesitates. This can't be real, this had to be a trick, but what could she do? the dragon plan didn't work, Geralt was an arse and she had nothing and no one left. "Tell you what, since you have so many issues with me," The woman picks up the vial and hands it to Yennefer. "You can try the potion of mine, and once it works, and it will believe me you will know if it does. You will bring me Geralt." Yennefer's face reads of worry. "Come on you, poor girl, what do you have to lose? You already tried everything. What, you're worried about your man? What do you think I will do to the witcher? Think I will kill him? He's more likely to end me before I can touch him." Yennefer lets the words of this woman influence her, but she couldn't understand what she wanted with Geralt.

"..Fine, deal, if this works...I'll bring you your witcher."

"Lovely!" The woman smiles waving her hand making a feather appear and floats into Yennefer's hand. Yennefer pauses, feeling the softness of the feather.

"...Before I sign this, I want to know your name, your real name. I have a feeling it isn't 'destiny'" The woman chuckles once again walking behind Yennefer, placing her soft hands onto her shoulders.

"(Y/n), a pleasure to meet you, Yennefer."

#the witcher #henry cavil x y/n #henry cavil x reader #yenneferthewitcher #geralt of rivera #geralt x yennefer #geralt x you #geraltxreader #geralt of river x reader #henry cavill geralt #yennefer of vengerberg #yennefer x reader

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gulnarsultan · 1 year

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Yandere Geralt of Rivia headcanons?

Geralt is overprotective of you. Don't let others get close to you. No one can harm or insult you. Those who hurt you will soon disappear. He pampers you with gifts. You will be kept locked in the room until they trust you. He gets jealous when other men are intimate and close with you. He has a jealous disposition. He holds you in his strong arms at night. Geralt is not ashamed to give hugs and kisses.

#geralt of rivia x y/n #geralt of rivia x ofc #geralt of rivia x reader #henry cavill geralt #geralt of rivia #yandere geralt of rivia x reader #yandere geralt of rivia

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euesworld · 1 year

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"You might think she's your girl, but she would leave you for most of her fav main characters in books.. she has already envisioned herself being with them, some of the side characters too. Same with her fav show.. she's a book slut and that's ok cause it's not real, but just know that if it ever was.. she'd leave you in a heartbeat for Henry Cavill."

I'm just being realistic, she loves books and shows.. and she thinks about them a lot - eUë

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andyicons · 11 months

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Geralt of Rivia headers

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chaos-cakes · 1 year

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‘Geralt?’

‘Mmm?’

‘What now?’

‘I don’t know.’

‘Nor do I. Because, you see, I…I don’t know whether it was worth condemning yourself to me. I don’t know how—wait, what are you doing…? I wanted to tell you—‘

‘Yennefer…yen.’

‘Yen,’ she repeated giving into him completely. ‘Nobody’s ever called me that. Say it again.’

‘Yen.’

‘Geralt.’

-The Last Wish by Andrzej Sapkowski

#geralt the witcher #the witcher books #the witcher #geralt x yennefer #geralt of rivia #yennefer of vengerberg #yenneferthewitcher #henry cavill geralt #geralt z rivii #i ship it #book blog #books and reading

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ananightingalecosplay · 1 year

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"This world doesn't need a hero. It needs a professional." - Geralt of Rivia

fem!Geralt of Rivia by me

Photo @gallis_yana

Make Up Ekaterina D

Stay with me on the Path for more Witcher content!

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shreggs · 1 year

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i don't want to study for my exam. i want to experience a slow burn friends to lovers au over the span of some 20-30 years with my self proclaimed best friend who doesn't want to admit he's my best friend and i follow him around everywhere he goes and write songs about him and fix his tarnished name with the people until they start to like him and bathe him when he saves my dumb ass multiple times and rub chamomile oil on his butt, only to be left betrayed and insulted on a mountaintop after following his long term situationship to save some dragons when she dumped him and i just wanted to go to the sea with him only to go around the next few months/years throwing the biggest sulk party writing breakup songs until he finally comes to his sense and finds me to grovel at my feet and introduce me to his daughter and we all live happily ever after as a found family with him me and his ex co-parenting his daughter.

#the witcher #witcher netflix #witcher 3 #witcher fanfiction #fanfic #henry cavill geralt #geralt of rivera #jaskier #dandelion #yenneferthewitcher #yennefer of vengerberg #geraskier #i just want love

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kiesmoviecorner · 10 months

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'The Witcher' Season 3 Volume 1 Review

The highly-anticipated third season of The Witcher is now available to stream on Netflix, the first five episodes at least, and it’s fair to say that fans of the blood-soaked fantasy are in for a treat! The Witcher season three plunges us right back into the complex and dark world of magic, monsters, and destiny. Following the events of season two, the opening episodes of season three find…

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#&039;The Witcher&039; Season 3 Volume 1 Review #henry cavill #henry cavill geralt #netflix #review #the witcher #the witcher netflix #the witcher review #the witcher season 3 #TV Review

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itstheimpossibledream · 2 years

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Trying II

Pairing: Henry x OFC(you)

Warning: Smut,Rough, Elements of Cnc , Overstimulation,Toys

Summary: Henry is taking out his frustration on you for teasing him, post fight make-up sex?

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“I want you to look at me while I do it.” he gruffs. You’re distracted by the musculature in his arm as he moves his fingers deeper into you. You grab his arm, trying to hold him back .

“Noooo.No. You want this remember? You want me to fuck you on the couch like a whore. Huh?” He asks. You bite your lip trying not to let the sounds of pleasure escape. You dig your nails into his forearm, trying to distract yourself from allowing your mind to go crazy. “Don’t fukcing touch me!” He says grabbing your wrist and holding it down above your head. You’re acutely aware now of the sound coming from between your legs and that mixing with the string of moans from your mouth, makes you try to twist out of his grasp in embarrassment. He paws at your waist, momentarily releasing your wrists and you twist free. You roll off of the couch and onto the floor,crawling away from him, his t-shirt falling into your face.He grabs the hem of the shirt pulling you back to him.

“You wanna run away eh?”

You hear him moving behind you, and while you manage to kick your heels into his thigh he doesn’t seem to mind. You feel him take your hips in both of his hands. You twist again,and he grunts, pushing you down .

“Stop fucking moving!” he grabs your hair, pulling your face back to him. He holds you under your chin, pulling your face back to meet his.

“Baby stop moving okay? You don’t wanna fight me off,do you?” You grit your teeth not rewarding him with a response.

“You don’t want me now hm?”......... “you don’t want me to fuck your little pussy?”

You feel him humping your butt as he talks, pushing you down.

You squirm and he tightens his grip on you again.

“Shhhh shhh shhh.” he sushes you, brushing your hair back from your face. You hear him rustling with his pants behind you. “You want me to give you a baby right love?” you squeeze your thighs and despite not wanting to show it, you can hear the loud squish of your juices as you move. He does too and it causes a low growl to erupt from his throat. He slides himself up and down your folds humming to himself, as he spreads your liquid excitement around.

“Fuuuck you get so wet just thinking about me cumming inside you. Don’t you babe?” He moves his hand up from your chin and covers your mouth so, you can’t respond. Pulling his pants further down you moan into his hand before he pushes into you. You moan into his hand again, and when he takes it back you can hear yourself begging “ Please.”

“Please what baby? Say it louder” he pulls out and pulses back into you painstakingly slowly. You can feel yourself fighting to be quiet. He uses your hair as a handle, pulling your head back.

“I said be louder. I want to hear when you cum for me.”

“I’m not gonna cum from you acting like this .”

“Yea?” he smacks you on the ass “You don’t like being my little whore anymore?”

You whimper outu a “No.”

“Mmmm I think you do.” he grumbles, continuing to fuck into you unbearably slowly.

“Please just-” you beg

“Just what baby?”he teases you again.

“I- I”

“Use your fucking words.” he pulls out slowly but, pushes in with such force that he rams into you. You can tell that by his pacing he won’t be able to last in you much longer. You make it worse for him by finally allowing yourself to moan , you know how your sounds get to him. He grunts out this time grabbing both your hips and pounding into you mercilessly.Your noises get louder and louder and you can feel some of the wetness you have both made trickling down the back of your thigh.

“Fuck. You’re so fucking tight on my cock baby.” he cries out, wanting to push you more. Your only focus is the sound of his breath in your ears and the feeling between your legs.

“Jesus.Shut-up!” he yells,covering your mouth again.This time he pounds into you mercilessly, moaning loudly as he does so. He empties himself into grunting heartily. He strokes from the base of his cock into you, making sure you don’t lose a drop. He gets up, leaving you there. You lay on the floor thankful for the breather, momentarily trying to stretch out next to the coffee table. You roll yourself over, taking in the silence before you hear him stomp back towards you. He lays on top of you, grabbing you by the throat and kissing you intently. Your arms snake around his neck and while he remains in control you can feel his power waning. His grip tightens on your neck as you hear the familiar whir of the vibrator wand. And your hands go up to cover your face again.

“Oh my god! Hen -I can’t-” your protest

“Shhhhh. Shh.shhhh. You know” he begins, slowly dragging the wand down your body. “Statistically, you stand a better chance of getting pregnant if you cum too.” He leans down kissing you again, “So I think,for my daughter’s sake” he finally presses it to you “we better get to it hmmm?”

An hour later you find yourself completely exasperated, sweating in his arms.

“It wasn’t that terrible you know.” you say looking up at him. He sighs, rolling you over on the floor to look at him.

“From the second that kid comes into the world, I want her to know she is cherished and special and important. I don’t want her to ever hear me call you out of your name ya know?”

You sigh, meeting his gaze. “Baby, she is going to know that, no matter what. She’s going to see love in how we interact with each other everyday. And if she overhears us by accident once,we’ll sit her down and explain relationships to her like an adult, instead of being super weird about it.” you laugh

“I am not being super weird!” he protests poking you in the ribs.

“You are! You think she won’t have her own kinks when she grows up ?” He covers his ears with both of his hands, in the most childish act imaginable.

“Babe! Henry!” you call prying his arms from his head. You giggle as you roll on top of him. He moves his hands,holding your face in them instead.

“Make me a promise love?”

“What’s that?” you ask. Kissing him, completely distracted by his jawline and bright blue eyes.

“Promise me. No matter what, I never have to know what any of our kids' kinks are?”

“O! So I have to be traumatized alone!?!” He quiets you with a kiss again.

“Please,” he whispers.

“I’m gonna need you to co-parent a little better than that.” you laugh. He puts an arm behind his head, and you watch as the tiny hairs on his chest rise and fall with each breath. He rolls his eyes and exhales “I’m Trying.”

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awesomeiluvloki · 1 year

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My new Skyrim character. I love him so much!!!

#skyrim mods #geralt of rivia #skyrim #modded skyrim #witcher geralt #henry cavill geralt

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catierambles · 2 years

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I have a vampire Witcher thing in my head. Well more a vampire thing, but Cavill's Geralt is there because why not.

Geralt starts hearing rumors of bodies being found mutilated and drained of blood in a northern village called Fallhaven. He goes there, inspects one of the bodies, and knows right away it's the messy work of a strigoi, a type of vampire. They're pale with red hair and red eyes, not hard to miss.

That night, he's in the local tavern arranging for accommodations when he's approached by a very well dressed steward letting him know that he's been invited to stay at the manor of a Lady Dansk, a noble woman who watches over Fallhaven. He hesitates but accepts and is brought to the manor where he meets Lady Genvieve Dansk, a beautiful, elegant woman with coppery hair....and ruby red eyes. He knows right away she's a strigoi and she does nothing to hide it, but is she the strigoi he's after?

#henry cavill #henry cavill geralt #story idea #geralt of rivia

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gulnarsultan · 1 year

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Yandere Geralt of Rivia with a witch s/o?

Geralt is a possessive yandere. Even if he seems cold on the outside, he is full of love towards you. When the two of you are alone, Geralt doesn't hesitate to physically show you affection. He is narrow-minded. That is, innovations are not willing to accept other ideas. Because of this narrow view, he fights a lot with others. It causes arguments among you. It follows you everywhere. Sometimes it follows you without your knowledge. He insists he's doing this to protect you. It's violent when it comes to you. He does not hesitate to use violence against his opponents. Their punishment is isolation and manipulation. He spoils you as long as you are good. It will block your powers so you don't escape. It allows you to use your powers after making sure you won't run away. It allows you to help on the condition that you do not endanger yourself in the missions. Because you are a witch, she will not allow anyone to disrespect or harm you. She looks at you with admiration when you use your powers.

#geralt of rivia x y/n #geralt of rivia x ofc #geralt of rivia x reader #geralt of rivia #henry cavill geralt #the witcher #yandere the witcher #yandere geralt of rivia #yandere geralt of rivia x reader

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euesworld · 1 year

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"I'm not trying to hurt your feelings, but your girl probably tapes a pic of Henry Cavill to you while you sleep at night and she reads her books. She looks at you occasionally but she doesn't see you.. she just sees that pic of Henry Cavill and it makes her so happy. That's why you have a great relationship, cause you are just a host body for her ultimate fantasy relationship.. I mean, she loves you a lot but look at you. You aren't Henry Cavill.."

If you were Geralt or Superman in their underwear then that would fix this issue.. she's a fanfic slut and you are just her pawn that she wishes were a king, haha - eUë

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conderkyl · 1 year

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Geeeralllltt

#geralt of rivia #henry cavill geralt #geralt #the witcher #the witcher netflix #trying to figure out drawing again so started with a classic #jessdraws

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